colors

One of the things I love best about summer is all the color. I can lounge in the sling chair and name the shades of green around me for about an hour and not repeat one name. The roses, though blowsy as original Grateful Dead groupies, are flaunting all their tints and hues at full volume. Gladiolas, lillies and dahlias blaze with gaudy abandon. I could just wallow in it. And, having worked in the fashion industry, I am fascinated by the names for colors. Of course, you can't have just blue. There's lake and indigo and navy and cerrulean and azure and sapphire and lapis and larkspur and bristol and baby . . . .come on, give me five more blues. I dare ya!

Received some of Dave Daniel's Cabin Cove yarn yesterday.http://www.cabincove.com. It is so yumm-luscious that I have to have more. And I hear that he has been dying lately. Oh joy! I have been good about stash reduction. I can see the back of a shelf. Surely I'm allowed . . . Oh phooey on the rationalizing. I'm gonna do it. Dave does GOOD color.